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"Following the defeat of Ganon and the recovery of the Triforce, Hyrule entered a Golden Era of peace, in which great and wise rulers governed the land with the strength of the united Triforce at their command."SEVEN RACES:
You can play as one of seven races living throughout Hyrule. Hover over a picture to read more about them, and click on them to see their page from the Zelda Wiki.

A LINEAR PLOT:

The people of Hyrule had lost faith in the three Goddesses as their only hope for salvation was destroyed. However, Ganon was sealed and eliminated with the power of the Triforce. Peace was soon restored to Hyrule, and the Triforce was sealed away, after it was wished upon to restore the land. In the years following, there was a great incline, things were going well, crops were exceptionally well-grown, waters were crystal clear, and everything was in good condition. Even the people seemed more friendly. This was soon known as the Golden Era of Hyrule. The only worries in the world were the monsters roaming the land, but they never set foot in towns, and people were paid to travel with, for their weaponry and skills would ensure a safe arrival at the destination. Soon, rumors of dark characters were spread, evil sorcerers who quested to revive to the dark King Ganon. Although it was highly disbelieved, it still put people on edge. Some races became uncomfortable with one another, for fear that the peace between them would break. Others, however, came closer, bonded as they sought each other for protection. Others simply didn't care. It was entirely up to the person. You are one of these people. Your adventure begins here.

AN EXPANSIVE WORLD:

The land of Hyrule is expansive, with plenty of landmarks, cities and towns. Be sure to read each area's section, for information on the area as well as a list of enemies (if any) that appear there. Click on an enemy's picture to read more about it.

Hyrule Field:

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A large, open field that connects every place together. This area fills more than half of the land. Enemies are scattered about here, including Peahats, their larvae, and the Stalchildren.

Peahats are always around, and will rise from the ground if you come near. Stalchildren only appear at night, and only rise from the ground if you tread off of the pathways.

Hyrule Town:

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A peaceful town of Hylians located right outside of the Castle. At night, dogs roam freely and love to chase people around.

Hyrule Marketplace:

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The Marketplace is located directly in the center of Hyrule Town, filled with Game Shops, Bazaars, and other miscellaneous stores. The Mask Shop is exclusively located here.

Hyrule Castle:

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Located further into Hyrule Town, a castle can be seen in the distance. However, only Royalty and guardsmen are allowed into the castle, as Queen Zelda resides here. However, few have been able to sneak past the guards...

Lon Lon Ranch:

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Centered in Hyrule Field, the Ranch is a peaceful and quaint place owned by a woman named Malon. Horses and Cuccos reside here. It's also the only place to buy Lon Lon Milk!

Attack a Cucco, and you'll surely meet your demise.

Kakariko Village:

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Located north of Hyrule Field, Kakariko Village is not only a place of residency, but a place of History as well. The long-lost tribe, the Sheikah. Hylians live here, and the Old Hag's Magic Potion Shop is exclusively located here. There is also a Bazaar, and a shooting gallery. The Graveyard is also behind this town, and Death Mountain above it.

Graveyard:

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The Graveyard is accessible by passing through Kakariko Village. Though the Gravekeeper is deceased, the Graveyard has retained a clean, if not solemn appearance. The graveyard is entirely safe during the daytime, and people sometimes come to pay their respects. It's also rumored that Dampe (the Gravekeeper) is buried here, and entering his grave might meet you with his ghost.

At night, Poes roam free. If you happen to dig up a grave, you might be met with a ReDead or, on rarer occasions, a Gibdo.

Death Mountain:

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Death Mountain can be found by leaving the North Gate of Kakariko Village. It's a long path up the mountain, so preparations must be made. About halfway up, Dodongo's Cavern is accessible, but to get to Goron City, you must take the full trek.

Red tektites are your only enemy here, though they are plentiful, aggressive, and happen to be right in the middle of the path.

Goron City:

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Goron City is atop Death Mountain, and is home to the Gorons. You may need directions, though, as the areas has many floors with confusing stairways. King of Gorons resides here, named "Link" after the great hero who fell during the dark war.

Dodongo's Cavern:

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Dodongo's Cavern is a place that should definitely be avoided, unless you're a Goron. Dodongos live in this cave, and do not take trespassers lightly. Gorons love this place because the tastiest, mineral-filled rocks are found inside.

Dodongos can breathe fire, and have steel-hard skin. Their weak spot is their tail, and upon death, they explode. Their children only chase, and also explode on death.

Zora's River:

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Zora's River is a long pathway that connects Hyrule Field to Zora's Domain. There aren't many landmarks, but plenty of enemies in the way.

Octoroks will rise from the water and spit seeds at you, and Blue Tektites will give chase. Blue Tektites are different from the red ones on Death Mountain in that they are able to glide across water.

Zora's Domain:

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Zora's Domain is a calming area consisting of a pool and waterfall, some pathways, a throne. Sitting upon this throne is Queen Ruto, a beautiful Zora with a bit of an attitude. Under the pool of water in Zora's Domain is a shorcut to Lake Hylia, that only Zoras can use.

Lake Hylia:

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South of Hyrule Field, Lake Hylia is a beautiful place, half land and half lake. There's also a laboratory beside the lake, which has long since been abandoned. Near the end of the land near Lake Hylia is a door to the Fishing Game.

Both forms of Tektite reside here, with Red on land and Blue on water, alongside a few Octorok in the Lake. The enemies here, however, are scarce in comparison to other areas, due to the Lake's popularity among Hylians.

Kokiri Forest:

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East of Hyrule Field, Kokiri Forest is home to the Kokiri. Visitors are welcome, but only the Kokiri are allowed to see the Great Deku Tree, who watches over them. The path to the Deku Tree is also unsafe, with a few enemies along the way. Kokiri Forest is ruled over by "King" Mido, though any rulership is really no more than leadership. Lost Woods is also accessible here.

Occasional Skulltulas, Deku Babas, and Deku Scrubs line the path to the Deku Tree.

Lost Woods:

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The Lost Woods are open to all, but it's highly recommended that you avoid going here unless you are Kokiri. Anyone else will surely be lost trying to navigate these woods, and the theory goes that those lost in the woods become Stalfos.

Skull Kids are rumored to be children who wandered into the forest, but their actual origin is unknown. The spit poison needles at adults, but are oddly nice to children. You may also find a Business Scrub here, who spits nuts and, if defeated, offers you items for slightly discounted prices. Of course, you may find one who'll offer something at an even higher price.

Sacred Grove:

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The Sacred Grove is only accessible by Kokiri, though entry is forbidden. No one knows much about this place, but you must follow a specific path in Lost Woods to reach it.

Gerudo Valley:

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Gerudo Valley is west of Hyrule Field, and home to Gerudo Tribe, and ruled over by Queen Noburu, who is likely named after the previous queen, Nabooru. This tribe lives in Gerudo's Fortress, which requires travel through a harsh desert. The people are kind to Twili but will prevent any others from entering their home, unless for good reason. Sneaking in can result in being thrown into prison. Put up a fight, and the agile women can put you to a very quick end.

Haunted Wasteland:

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The desert that connects Gerudo Valley to Gerudo's Fortress. The sandstorm here makes it impossible to see where you're going, and much about the place is unexplored. Only the Gerudo and the Twili can freely roam here. Others need guidance from a large Poe who will navigate you across the desert for a price... Though he cares not if you survive or fall.

Gerudo's Fortress:

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This is the home of the Gerudo Tribe. The building itself is sort of a labyrinth, and prisoners are often kept in the cells here.

Arbiter's Grounds:

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This tower is located somewhere in the Haunted Wasteland desert, and atop the tower is the Twilight Mirror, the only gate between the Twilight Realm and Hyrule. It's absolutely only accessible by Twili, as a magic forcefield prevents anyone else from entry.

Twilight Realm:

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Accessed by walking into the Twilight Mirror, the Twilight Realm resides within its own existence, apart from the world. Queen Midna rules kindly here, and the Twili live peacefully.

Dragon Roost Island:

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Dragon Roost Island is home to the Rito, ruled in Monarchy by King Komali. The island has few landmarks, and is often found as "boring" among the Rito. They often fly to Hyrule and live their lives freely.

Unknown Territory:

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Anywhere not listed and outside of the map is unknown territory, and is far too dangerous to be in. However, the Rito must cross this place (by flight) to get to Hyrule. Consider this place "Out of Bounds" and avoid it.

The scent of milk teased Nait's senses, though he resisted it and kept moving forward. There's no time to slow down. His amber-orange gaze shifted to the sky. The sun was setting. It would be maybe an hour before monsters came out. Sure, he could simply transport to where he wanted to go, but where was the fun in that? It was wasted magic in his opinion. As the black cat perched on the fence, he gave the entirety of the fields one last glance. Lush greens, crystal waters, and towering landscapes. All of them looked beautiful under the setting sun. Seeing no need to stay here, the cat leapt down from the fence, and into Lon Lon Ranch.

"Oh, you're back kitty?" the familiar red-headed woman spoke to him with a welcoming voice. Nait purred and walked straight to her, brushing his head against her ankles and receiving some pleasant rubbing between his ears. "Want some milk, don't ya?" Nait purred in response and sat in place. "Okay, I'll be back in a second with some nice milk for you." Nait waited patiently and, sure enough, she returned with a bowl full of milk and a cheery smile. She paused a moment, holding the bowl just out of Nait's reach. "Hmm... Come, drink inside. I've got a fire going, you know." Nait's purring erupted to three times the volume, causing a small laugh from the woman. "You're a smart kitty. Come on in," she spoke as she opened the door, letting Nait in first.

MirrorskinOutside the Gerudo Valley~Clouds of rolling exotic scents rolled around the confines of the tent, ranging from the sharp and bitter that would leave a tongue curling, to the sweetest aromas to calm an angry soul. They were scattered through the air like clouds, coming only into view when they passed the flickering golden flames that served as the slightest of light sources. It was a concoction of only the Gerudo, and a scent that could be smelled weakly from their clothes or skin, but that stung the noses of any who stepped foot into a tent or fortress. Sensitive noses would twitch, until they fell into the almost ambrosial qualities of its presence; yet it was a recipe that would be shared with even fewer than could experience it, they who were very lucky individuals indeed.

The tent's confines were not, in fact, in the golden sands of Gerudo Valley; this one in particular sat just outside, as part of a traveling troupe that would search for a larger one to join. Most who occupied the dimly-lit silk canopy were performers of the Gerudo, who danced among the clouds of spice and with the flames that licked at their golden dusky skin; the heat seeking to cover that bared by woven silk and cloth. Sitting along the edges of the tent, far from the chilling winds that blew through the open middle, were those that played traditional carved instruments to compliment the dance; the tune was pulsing and filled with life, but reminiscent of a warrior fighting in desperation instead of pure joy. It was a farewell to the Gerudo Valley, but held promise of new plains and, one day, a return.

Sitting in a break between the musicians, a figure sat with her heavy cloak serving as a cushion and the firelight only enlightening half of her visage; one part untouched with its void of color, and the other half shimmering like a pearl. Her amber eyes were cast not at the dancers, ears at the musicians, or nose at the soothing incense. They rested on a thin tome that sat in her lap, its cover made from silk as opposed to leather or hardened paper, and gifted to her by the leader of this now-traveling group. The tip of the woman's finger traced the written words along with her eyes, following the mixture of tale and pure history and absorbing the knowledge within; it would serve better than solely Rupees, which could now be used to feed the performers instead of filling her belly like so many waterskins.

Though her reading went impeded by the arrival of another odd occupant of the tent, whose wobbly legs carried her across the sands until she could but grasp the woman's legs, grunting and flicking her beautiful wings to give just the boost to flip over the woman's thigh. She slipped down a single page, wild ivory locks falling behind her and covering the text, while her wings folded together to avoid the impact. They stared at each other for a few moments, expecting the other to say a word, but none came in their personal awkward silence. One whose reading had been interrupted, and the other whose attempts at recovery had only served to dull her mind more.

Eventually, it was broken by a sneeze from the tiny woman and punctuated by rubbing her very pink nose. "...I don't like this incense." She sniffled, shaking her head in an attempt to throw off invisible insects. "It makes me woozy and sneezy...and I can see so many colors, Mirror. I can see all of the colors; can you?" She asked, waving her fingers in front of her opalescent amethyst eyes in an attempt to ruffle the air like water. They stared at each other for a few moments longer, while Mirror thought about what was causing this reaction in her diminutive companion and ignored what she was actually saying, for the most part. "I heard that, after Gerudo mate, they eat the males and save the hearts for cold nights. That's why there aren't any males around; because they're all eaten or about to be eaten. A bit like cows."

Mirror let a sigh escape from her plump lips, as she dragged the fairy up by the back of her raggedy dress to a more proper sitting position atop the book, which she closed with a soft snap. "Gerudo don't eat people, Thorn" She stated without further explanation, her eyes focusing briefly on the scrap of Gerudo silk that hung from the back of Thorn's dress and woven into the rest of the material far more elegantly than how it had been ripped off in the first place. "But if they did, I would have been offered a rib or a flank for helping them map out their route. I think you're suffering from the effects of the incense because of your tiny body; they don't see many fairies here and probably didn't expect you to get all..." She clucked her tongue. "Dizzy. It'll be dispersed by morning, judging by the amount of it left to burn."

Thorn stared vacantly for a few moments longer before she rolled onto her back and began to pluck grains of sand from her feet. "I heard this story once. That people could gain power by eating people, and there was this guy that got his head cut off, but he was magical, so it kept on living, and if you find it, you can cut off your own head and put it on. Then, you'll get all of his magical power." She paused for a few moments and blew air from between her lips, settling on rubbing her feet against the cover of the book to push off the sand instead. Mirror's lips thinned considerably. "And I know this because I traveled with him; and I had to protect his head for a bit and I fought off all of the guys with my ceremonial whoopass stick. Whu-pah! Hee-ya! Fynoyoronumun...un..." She mimicked lazily, though her eyes couldn't stop blinking. "If you could be a Goddess...what would you be the Goddess of?"

"Ideas." Mirror answered, as she tucked the book into her crumpled cloak and steadily climbed back to her feet, scooping Thorn up in her palm and glancing towards the exit. "Because then I could stop people from having them, or give them new, necessary ideas. Or ideas to make things beautiful." She went on, carrying Thorn to the exit and standing just outside the flap of material. Outside, the air was clear and the last amber rays of sunshine were stretching out across the horizon. Hopefully, it would help clear her friend's mind a little sooner than morning, and she could find a mask to stop the flow of spices to the fairy's sinuses. "And, if I wanted to, I could use it to help other Gods create a better world, because they can still make mistakes."

Thorn seemed a little less delirious from the few seconds out in the cool desert air, and a little happier with the removal of sand granules from her feet by small doses of Mirror's waterskin, as they were more like big stones to her and excessively painful. "...when are we leaving this place, Mirror?" She asked, after a few moments, while Mirror used a kerchief to dry the fairy's skin.

Doron noticed the sun set over the mountains, casting a deep shadow across Hyrule Field. Damn it. I need to get to town. He glanced over his shoulders and looked at his five brothers who had gone with him to attack the evil army. They were far back in the distance, as he was on point. He had to get back to them before the Stalchildren rose. Otherwise, they were goners. He boomed across the field, "FORM UP!" The shout was so loud it could be heard for miles in every direction.

The stragglers began to hasten up...until the sun went down, and the wolf howled. Roughly fifteen Stalchildren rose around the group. Dear Goddesses! Doron began to run as fast as his stock legs could carry him. They swarmed the first Goron and took him down instantly. The second put up a fight, but went down after taking three down. The third and fourth stood back to back and fought till the end, leaving five Stalchildren. The fifth Goron, Doron's second in command Yoron, was fallen upon. The fiends were about to finish him when Doron crashed into one, killing it instantly. He bashed another's skull in with his hammer and completely scattered the bones of a third with a flaming punch. He grabbed the closest Stalchild and slammed him to the ground and turned to see the final one leap on to Yoron and deal him the final blow. "DIN DAMN YOU!" He rushed in and beat the creature to a gritty pulp.

Doron approached his fallen brother, for the others were already lost. "Yoron...are you ok brother?" He already knew the obvious answer. There was blood pouring down the second-in-command's body. He was too weak to speak. He just gave a sullen "No." The brotherhood of Gorons' was broken. Doron was alone. The elderly Goron wanted to do nothing but fall to his knees and weep, but if he did the Stalchildren would befall him and slay him as well. He had to get to town.

Doron curled up in the signature "Goron ball" and began rolling towards Hyrule's market. Certainly there he could find shelter and safety, and more importantly, Ale.

Sven stretched in his position laying across the boat, Kristi laying next to him. Their rods were set, and simply awaiting the curious fish. The sun was beginning to set, marking the perfect time to be on the waters of Lake Hylia. Kristi turned towards Sven, smiling, and said, "Lovely twilight, am I right? Our favorite time of day."

Sven nodded, and cracked his knuckles. He then sat up and grasped a pole that showed the first signs of a bite. He grasped the handle, and waited for the bite. There! He quickly and expertly set the hook, and began reeling in. This one did put up a fight, but Sven's powerful arms were trained for these fish. It wasn't five minutes before he had pulled a reasonably large Pike from the water. Killing it with his knife, he threw it into the iced chest with the rest of the days catches.

Kristi on the other hand, was lost in memories. Oh, how heroic Sven had looked that day. Brandishing his bow as if it were alive, killing the devil-spawn that had captured her. She loved him, but sadly she had yet to pronounce exactly how deep. She knew he felt at least remotely the same, but with men, there was no knowing. She created a small twilight crystal in the air, simply a shard of matter from the twilight dimension, and made it float in front of her. At a flick of her fingers, it plunged deep into the water, lodging itself in the mud. Were anyone traveling to the Hylian Temple, the reddish glow would be quite noticeable. However, were anyone but a Twili pick it up, it would deliver a sharp shock before disappearing. The Zora that inhabited the waters of the lake had mostly learned to avoid them, and they would disappear on their own after a few days.

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THIS ACCOUNT HAS BEEN HACKED, AND FOR MY SAFETY I HAVE RELOCATED. YOU CAN FIND ME HERE

"HEY! Get back here!" the angry shopkeeper exclaimed as he bumbled to the entrance of his store, broom in hand, knocking over crates of papayas and oranges in the process. He was not at all happy about the 'finest apples in Hyrule,' as he put it, being stolen from him. Especially not when it was some small brat taking him for a fool. The little girl wearing a bright red cloak, the hood covering her head, ran as fast as she possibly could with a cluster of apples cradled in her arms.

A flock of Cuccos loudly clucked and scattered as the child cut through them hastily. Unfortunately for the shopkeeper, almost everyone in the village was at home sitting around their warm fireplaces, protecting themselves from the cool chill of the coming night. He groaned loudly and threw the broom down onto the stone pavement. "I'm too old to be dealing with this crap," he muttered to himself as he bent down and began to pick up the fruits and replace them into their respective crates.

The little girl, Nadia was her name, took a turn and stopped behind a small house, removing the hood of her cloak and pulling out her raven black hair. She peered out from behind the edge of the house and watched the shopkeeper finish picking up the fruit that he no doubt had dropped as he tried to catch her. He carried the crates three at a time into his shop and when he was done, slammed the door so hard, Nadia half expected it to immediately fall off its hinges.

It wasn't often that she got caught stealing and the excitement of having to dash off unexpectedly had almost caused her to forget about her hunger. Nadia ate two of the apples and put the other four into the inner pockets of her cloak. It was getting late, but she wanted to exit Kakariko anyway. No point in sticking around now, since the shopkeeper was going to come outside in a few minutes and Nadia usually saw him walk this way. She made her way out of the village and walked quietly through Hyrule Field for what seemed like hours, but was really only about an hour or so. Heading in the general direction of Gerudo's Valley, she contemplated whether or not going in was such a good idea.

She usually avoided going there because the Gerudo woman scared her more than anything, but it was the closest place she could go to that had at least a few comfortable places to sleep in. The sky was becoming darker and darker with each passing minute, and the temperature dropped lower and lower. The small girl stopped walking and stared straight ahead. Hyrule Field still stretched out for a good distance, and something within that distance caught her eye. It was a tent, and there was a figure of a person standing right outside of it.

Nadia wasn't sure whether she should continue going in that direction and silently walk past it in hopes that the person wouldn't try to harm her, or if she should just curl up in her place and sleep there. No, she couldn't sleep there. The Stalchildren would beat her to a pulp if she just slept here in the middle of nothing. Nadia was only nine years old and her scrawny underfed body couldn't afford to walk the extra couple of hours to settle somewhere near Lake Hylia. The nearby ranch was completely out of the question, since the inhabitants there hated Nadia's guts for trying to take off with one of their good horses. I need to keep walking. Nadia edged toward the tent and the figure, slowly lifting her hands up and pulling her hood over her head. She was ready to fight if this stranger decided to try attacking. A surprising number of people attack children since they tend to be easy targets.

A silhouette walked across the unoccupied marketplace as the rain came down. The sky was filled with dark clouds and the roar of thunder echoed throughout the town. Water streaked between each of the cobblestones in the paved path towards the exit of the town and all that could be heard was the footprints of the man who stole out of the town, a splash heard with each step. He avoided nearing light that he could easily be seen in, until he approached the drawbridge that was soon to be pulled up. Diceon began to walk past a guard that eyed him suspiciously, posted at the gate of the town and curious as to whom this figure was and what they were doing. Diceon picked up his stride speed and a lightning bolt momentarily revealed his face that was previously hidden in the shade provided by his cloak. Diceon changed his brisk walk into a moderately fast jog and managed to outrun the guard in case the man would try to stop him. As he stood outside of the walls of the town, Diceon pulled a torn piece of parchment, with scribbled writing that seemed to be almost like an gibberish and jargon, from out of the folds of his cloak. It reads:

The disease is beginning to take effect and it definitely cannot be cured by anything in my disposal. I apologize for there being no cure or at least a treatment. I know that you may not take this news well but I want you to know that there might be some sort of cure out there, unknown to all of Hyrule but this is just a speculation. I’m sorry that it had to turn out this way but I have hope that somewhere out in this land, there will be a remedy. You probably will live to your fifty’s at the latest although you might grow significantly weaker in the use of your limbs as you age. I recommend that you remain-

Diceon dropped this letter into the moat outside of the town and continued on.

There were times when he wondered why he still did this. Sure, the pay was often good, and it was certainly better than sitting around, not to mention the things he sometimes found on the monsters that often tried to jump him and the person, or people, he was escorting. Then again, there was the constant issue of monsters and the idea that, one of these days, he might come up against a group of Goblins or some such things too large to fight and, in some cases, too fast to outrun. Oh, and the fact that, every now and then, the person he was escorting would try to get away without paying him. Seriously, when would they learn?

Torgaz cocked an eye up at the setting sun. "About an hour before night monsters come out," the Rito noted, turning his head to glance at the Hylian, a young man that seemed too scrawny to be eating well. "It'll take half that long to get to the ranch." The Hylian said nothing, preoccupied with something on his mind. Torgaz turned his eyes back to the fields around them, seeing no apparent danger. For the time being. This was turning out to be one of his uneventful days, though night was creeping closer. This time, Everyn wasn't around, since the Twili had muttered something about something he had to check up on. He had disappeared soon after Torgaz had left another person - a Hylian or Twili, he wasn't sure which - at the abandoned laboratory by Lake Hylia.

Torgaz shook his head, thoughts returning to the here and now. "Pick up your feet, 'fore night comes," he said abruptly, walking faster and forcing the young Hylian to catch up and keep pace. An uneventful yet somewhat odd day. He had a wandering thought about what this Hylian might want at Lon Lon Ranch, though the young man had mumbled something like, "I want to have a look at them horses."

True to his word, roughly a half-hour was left before night monsters would come out, when Torgaz and the Hylian arrived at the ranch's entrance. As they approached the buildings, the Rito halted and turned to the young man. "Half a day's walk," he stated, "and no monsters for once. Thirty rupees." No doubt the Hylian would protest the price, perhaps saying something about needing the money for food.

To his mild surprise, the young man mutely pulled out a red and two blues, handing them to Torgaz. The Rito raised an eyebrow, his hand moving back to drop the rupees in the delivery bag on his back. Looking back up, he noticed the Hylian's attention following his hand. "Are you going to want an escort back when you're done here?" Torgaz asked, folding his arms.

"Nah, I won't need that," the Hylian answered quietly, staying where he was, back to one of the buildings.

Torgaz shrugged, turning to walk toward one of the doors. Well, he needed a night's rest, and it didn't matter to him whether he slept here or in Hyrule Town, this time anyways. Torgaz would need the ranch owner's permission, of course. He hadn't stopped here enough times to know for sure whether he would need to pay or help out for a day or some such thing. The Rito knocked on the door, then turned back to look at the Hylian. Or, rather, the place where he used to be. Torgaz frowned, looking around from where he stood, but he didn't see the young man anywhere. That's trouble, that is. If Everyn was there, he would have followed the Hylian.

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At the moment, Everyn was bent more on learning more about this odd man who had, so far as he'd seen, not left the abandoned laboratory. It was earlier the same day that Torgaz had escorted the odd man, whom Everyn suspected might be connected to Twili in some way, to Lake Hylia. The man had been all dressed up in robes, hiding most of his features. Yet there had been a vague sense of...magic, that Everyn had picked up on. It had to be powerful, or special, since he usually didn't sense the magic in others. Everyn wondered why Torgaz continued to do his job without asking more questions and trying to learn more about the people he traveled with. Did the Rito only care about others' lives and dishonesty, which he'd complained about a few times, when it affected him?

Everyn sighed, shifting his legs a little. He was lying on top of the laboratory, assuming shadow form as he waited for the sun to set, watching for any sign that the door below him would open. His staff was beside the Twili, one hand casually holding it. "This is gettin' boring," Everyn muttered, looking up and across the lake. There was one boat he saw at once, with someone sitting up in it. It looked as if he, or she, was pulling in a large fish. "Eh, there's somethin' I might do."

Everyn's grip on his staff tightened slightly as he lifted himself into the air, flowing down the shadowed side of the laboratory and landing on the edge between land and lake. When was the last time he'd done something with a fisherman, or his pole? Everyn glanced down at the ground, spying a discarded boot a few feet to the left. It wasn't often that he found a discard by the lake. He grinned, already thinking of something he could do.

Everyn grabbed the boot with his free hand, then floated back up to the laboratory's roof, leaving his staff next to the tower. He then pivoted and dived down into the water and swam a little deeper, then toward the boat he'd seen. As Everyn resurfaced quietly, about halfway out to the boat, he noticed that the sitting figure was, in fact, a Zora. I'd have to get out of the water if he came after me, Everyn thought, diving under again. It took a few moments to locate one of the fishing lines. He hooked the boot on it and gave a good tug, ready to let go once the fisherman began reeling.

The light-blue water of Zora's domain raised into the air as if something exploded in the depths as Maleko shot out of the water, gracefully landing on the soft sand that out-skirted the pool in the domain. He made his way to the back of the waterfall, straightening his pauldron and helmet as he kept an even pace, so he could relieve the active guard and start his night shift. He had just came from a pre-shift round of Lake Hylia that he had no problems with, other than the now usual crystal appearance he had to dodge. Many warnings had been given to avoid contact with them and Maleko heeded it strongly.

"You are relieved," Maleko said to the other guard as he pat him on the back.

The guard replied with nothing but an exhausted nod and made his way back to the domain, slumping in his stride.

I have never been so lifeless after a shift.. there's never even any problems. I can't help but to be curious about what was wrong with him. We don't need weak guards.. even if there is no danger. Maleko thought to himself as he pulled his polearm from its normal restraint on his back and placed the bottom tip firmly into the ground.

As the moon became apparent through the crashing mass of water in front of him, he stiffened up and prepared for the worst. His eyes tightened along with his focus and it was as if he had became a lethal, ever-watching statue, ready for anything to try to breach his home.

MirrorskinOutside the Gerudo Valley~Mirror was tucking away the kerchief in a pouch on her belt, with Thorn considerably sobered and dried, when she spotted a figure approaching on the horizon. Not many would dare to approach the Gerudo, unless it wasn't common knowledge that non-Gerudo or non-Twili weren't accepted in its valley. There was the possibility that it was headed for the tent itself, but she wasn't aware of any news leaving it confines, nor anybody with particularly good sight or foresight to be able to know of its presence from afar. A chance traveler was also a likely option, as she'd stumbled onto many a resting places without expecting them. Sometimes they were occupied by friendly fellows, and other times they were occupied by things with a little more slashing, stabbing, or bludgeoning in mind.

She was mentally rambling again, just as some story spilled from Thorn's mouth about enjoying having a servant, and stopped both by placing a finger to the fairy's lips while narrowing her eyes against the shroud of night. Given her race, darkness was no obstruction, but magnifying her gaze was more of a concern, to get a better image of the approaching figure. Though there were magics to disguise oneself, and she was an avid practitioner of such, she doubted the Gerudo would leave such a lack of defenses at the single entry point to their home, leaving a massive gap in security. It was why she'd presented herself to them as she was, instead of hiding behind a name.

The crimson cloak that hung over the short figure's shoulders was the most obvious feature, but its weight didn't seem to fill out around her form as a well-fitted one would. Rather, this thing's limbs seemed to be rather scrawny as she approached, and the veil of shadows that hung over her - Mirror deduced from what she saw next - face was provided by a hood that would slip off under duress. Her eyes piercing the shadows, Mirror saw what seemed to be the face of a young woman. A very young woman, in fact, who had not yet reached the beginning of womanhood and whose cheeks lacked any chub of childhood. Even her eyes lacked the sparkle, instead marked by dark rings.

By Midna's Flaming Knickers, she needed to help this child! Mirror gave Thorn a look that told her not to interfere for the moment, before she moved a hand over her own face, pretending to brush aside a stray lock of hair when she was, in fact, changing her appearance to one that the girl would better be able to trust. Her skin shifted to the fair white with pink cheeks of a Hylian, while her eyes changed to sapphire and her hair shifted from flaming ginger to a silky shade of black.In that small movement, she had practically changed from a Twili to a fairly motherly-looking, but still young enough to be a teenager, Hylian.

Mirrorgasped just audibly enough for the girl to hear, before she waved her over urgently and called out with an invitation. "Goodness, look at you!" She announced, her tone panicked and less measured than her true thoughts, but with the same general intent. "Come over here, quickly, before anything comes out of the sand!" The 'Hylian teen' urged, as she unclipped a bulging waterskin from her belt with the intent to hand it over to this wandering young girl.

Kamui Ozora - Wrong Destination

How the days slip by me. I, Oz, have been traveling the land of Hyrule. Not once have I found a trace of my parents. They should be around here somewhere. I headed south of Hyrule to my next destination. I haven't gone this way before, but it wouldn't hurt to look, right?

Just so long as there is no lake or anything. I'm terrified of unsafe water!

"What was I thinking?!" I should've never gone this path. I arrived at some lake, known as Lake Hylia. How did I not know about this place? Oh, right. It has a freaking lake! Well, at least there's a bridge around it. I guess this is okay. I notice a small building nearby. As I walk towards it, wouldn't you know it, a Tektite appeared. Yeah, like I haven't seen those things before. Before it could react, I shot two arrows separately at it, killing the little monster. I sure love arrows. Better than swords in my opinion.

I guess I could rest here for a while. I've walked pretty far already. Hope no one minds if I stay in for some time. I go inside the little house, getting an eerie feeling. This looks like a lab. Is that water on the other side? I'll just keep a safe distance from it, that's all... I set my backpack down in the corner & get a little drink from my bottle. Safe water, safe to drink. I just don't like when there's a risk with water. You're probably wondering, Where are you going exactly? Well, that's easy to answer.

I have no idea.

I guess anywhere I feel I must go. I don't like destinations, just the adventure it gives. But I do wonder where I'll stop at next. Only time will tell.

Nadia inched forward silently, her confidence managing to build up bit by bit as she got even closer to the stranger. She sped up just an iota when she heard a gasp escape from the figure. It suddenly began to wave as if encouraging her to run up to it. Why did it want some random child to come over? Was it even safe? "Goodness, look at you!" the figure said worriedly, its voice now confirming it was a woman. Odd, her energy doesn't feel as fearful as her voice sounds, Nadia thought. Should I trust her? "Come over here, quickly, before anything comes out of the sand!" the woman exclaimed. Nadia had almost completely forgotten about the other things that could potentially try to harm her. The stalchildren and poes and all those other miserable creatures.

Nadia decided to oblige to the stranger's request and walked faster, noticing that the woman looked almost scarily similar to herself. Pale skin, black hair, blue eyes; the only difference being that Nadia's eyes were a lighter blue and not the sparkly sapphire blue of this woman. I have to be careful, Nadia thought, her skin heating up as she started to warm her body and prepare to build up fire in case this ended up being a sort of trick. Luckily for her, she was already quite warm to begin with. Long walks did that sort of thing. Nadia's eyes flickered to another woman next to the one she had first noticed, only this one was tiny and had wings! A fairy, one with bright purple eyes and light colored hair. Nadia didn't really know anything at all about fairies. It wasn't too often that she saw one. In fact, the last time she had seen any fairies had been when she snuck into the woods and saw some children in green, and they had all been accompanied by fairies. They always were.

The long shadow of an owl glided across the ground in front of Nadia. The sun was even closer to setting and it would likely be dark all around before a half hour passed. Nadia stopped walking when she stood about one yard away from the woman. She studied her for a bit and telepathically spoke into her head. "If I find out this is some kind of trick," she started, turning her relaxed face to the fairy in order to get a good look at her, "I'll burn your fairy." To anyone other than the Hylian woman with the tent, it would have looked like Nadia was just awkwardly staring them down.

Nadia started to feel other presences besides herself and the two women, but she didn't want to interrupt herself just to try and seek out those energies. Besides, she already took aim at what they might be. They were the monsters that appeared on this field every night. They would not come out right at this very moment, as there was still just a glimmer of sunlight, but they were approaching anyhow and they were approaching fast. Nadia's knees began to lightly tremble and she knew that she couldn't take walking and creating a potential forest fire inside her body much longer.

MirrorskinOutside the Gerudo Valley~Mirror's mirthful mouth faltered slightly, having grown in response to the scrawny little girl's approach, but the words that forced their way past her skull were nothing short of unwelcome. She always stumbled upon the midgets with attitude problems. Though, voices in her head that weren't her own were a fairly common occurrence in days gone by; an anomaly that seemed to be returning more quickly than the Twili would have liked. Everything seemed eager to share her presence, again one major difference from her own vulnerable childhood, where sharing a few minutes was more valuable than any shiny tiara.

The little girl who forced these words into Mirror's mind was clearly not as vulnerable as she appeared. At the very least, she possessed magic, which was something the Gerudo would not tolerate potentially harming their tent or their valley; especially not a magic being used so openly. "You'd have a hard time of it," She began, as a low aura of antimagic began to emanate from her body. It would null the girl's ability to force words into her mind, and dampen whatever magic she happened to be creating, dependent on just how much energy she planned to burn to break through it. "I've tried." She offered as a jest, as she took a sip from the waterskin to demonstrate its safety and offered it to Nadia.

Fairy feet padded over Mirror's other hand, curious about both Mirror's strange and sudden words and the staring from this curious little girl in the red cloak. She demonstrated her frustration with the situation with a brief flutter of her beautiful wings, growing more intense as she felt Mirror's antimagic wash over the area that surrounded the pair. It was like a tingling at the pit of her stomach, no less fluttering now than the first time she'd felt its sting. But now was no time to worry about mages, when her amethyst eyes settled on the little girl's red cloak again. They were gullible and ever so easy to trick, and she could probably get enough fabric from it to make her own fairy-sized cloak. If only she could get close enough

"Don't worry about the tingling that's washing over you right now; the Gerudo are mistrustful of outsiders." Mirror explained softly, just so the little hooded girl wouldn't strike out at her from fear of what the antimagic might be. "And it's rude to interrupt their celebrations with combat magic." She continued, with another flash of her beautiful smile. "My name is Mira, and this fairy," She frowned a little at the way Thorn was staring at Nadia. "Is Thorn. Might I ask your name, young one?"

Doron stumbled throughout the streets of the Hyrule marketplace drunkenly. The bartender had kicked him out of the tavern for getting in a brawl with another man, which he won. "That shon of a shhhtalchild never knew what him hi-" He almost finished his sentence, but instead he flooded the nearby drainage pipe with vomit. He was drunk beyond all compare. It was quite a sight to behold.

The drunken Goron approached a fair lassy. "How would you," He pointed a trembling finger at her. "like to warm my bed tonight?" He led out a loud belch. She shrieked in fear and ran away, leaving the drunk Goron laughing his drunken head off. "That lasshy runsh fashter than a horshe!" He keeled over from laughing a lot. "Sho fasht!" He could barely say those words through his insane laughter.

Before he stopped laughing, a city guard approached him. "Sir, please stop it. You are disturbing the peace."

"No! You, SHIIRRR," He put emphasis on the sir. "are disturbing MY peashe!" The Goron was clearly under the influence. "Sho pleashe leave me to my own devishesh!"

The next thing he knew he was outside of the city wall with the gate closed behind him. "DAMNED FOOLSH! I DON'T NEED YOU'RE RUDDY WALLS! I COULD LEAVE THEM IN SHAMBLESH!" He then fell over unconcious.

Diceon paused a few feet off of the drawbridge, frowning under the cover of his cloak. The rain picked up, something that was audibly shown by the increased speed of the sound of water filling up the nearby moat. He was glad that no one had recognized him or prevented him from leaving but simultaneously, he was upset that such a perfect getaway was ruined by such weather. Just as he began to continue on his way to the nearest settlement in sight, a small trail leading to the mountains, he heard a thump. Turning around, a voice shouted out "DAMNED FOOLSH! I DON'T NEED YOU'RE RUDDY WALLS! I COULD LEAVE THEM IN SHAMBLESH!". Diceon paused for a moment, not understanding who this voice was coming from, or what they were saying because of their drunken slur. He looked in the direction the voice came from and saw a rock with a humanoid shape, lying on the ground. He cautiously approached the Goron, unable to identify what it was. When he was within reaching distance, he prodded the Rock-man with the tip of his boot, half-expecting for the rock to engorge it.

Sven had just finished resetting the hook of the line he'd just reeled in when another got a good tug. He picked it up, ready to set should it be an actual fish, and not another false alarm. Oh, the amount of times the other Zora had pranked him. There it was. Another tug. A persistent one. Sven set the hook, only the 'fish' didn't respond like a fish should have. Sven quickly pulled it to the surface, and face palmed. Of course. A boot.

"Oi! Very funny! Now if you have nothing else to do, f*** off! I'm trying to make a living here!" He yelled over the water. Any Zora under the water would also hear him, although it would be quieted by the water's thickness. Sven shook his head, and reset the hook, casting it out into the lake's blue water. He then cast the first rod that he had been working with just before the fiasco.

Kristi sat up and said, "Well, I'm bored. Gonna go bug that witch doctor. See ya later." She vanished in a slight flash of twilight magic, and she reappeared in front of the ocean lab. She walked in, and was quickly greeted by the horrible chemical odor that permeated the building. The doctor didn't seem to be around, so she turned to leave. However, something caught her eye. A Hylian was resting in the corner. A traveler by the looks of it.

"Hey. Guy. I wouldn't sleep in here if I were you. That witch doctor that lives here's a creep. Never know what he's gonna do. Tell you what. I can take you over to the fishing pond. The manager'll give you a place to stay in his little lodge. Whadaya say?" she said. Of course, if needed, she could bring him to Kakariko village, but she wouldn't have the energy to get back before dusk, which was just about fatal.

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Kamui Ozora - A Strange Creature

Shame I don't have a book. I could've passed the time. Man, this place wreeks of stench! Maybe I should cut my break short & head somewhere else. Just as I got up, someone came inside & noticed me. Strange, she didn't look like a Hylian or anything I've met. She offered to take me...near the water. It crossed my mind, yes, but this person got me curious. She's nothing I've ever seen before.

I walked up to her, staring closely at her appearance. "You wouldn't happen to be a...Twili, would you?" Oh man, if she were actually a Twili, I could learn many things I've always wanted to know! I just had to know! If she wasn't a Twili, that dream is still a dream.

Kristi nodded. "Yes. I am. Why?" she asked. This was one strange traveler... Although, it was nowhere near as strange as a drunk Bokoblin. The shenanigans that she'd seen those idiots do while she was a captive... Some of which she didn't want to remember.

"Do you think we could discuss this outside? The chemical odor is starting to get to my head," she added. She rubbed her temple. The last thing she wanted was a splitting headache to end the day with.

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"You'd have a hard time of it," the stranger said. Nadia returned her sky blue gaze to the Hylian woman, and took a quick step back as if attempting to run away from the strange aura escaping her body and then pitifully giving up immediately after. "I've tried," the woman said, taking a drink from her waterskin and showing it to Nadia to prove it wasn't tampered with in any way. Nadia immediately felt a tingling and chill wash over her, which completely robbed the attention she was giving the waterskin half a second ago. Whatever this woman had done, it turned out Nadia's internal fire like a light switch. She tried to exclaim, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! with her telepathy, but she found herself unable to send it out. This is clearly the kind of people we avoid.

Before she had a chance to ask questions aloud, the woman told her not to worry about the tingling sensation she felt and then introduced herself and the fairy. She was Mira, and the fairy was Thorn. Nadia felt too worked up to even give the fairy a second look and kept her gaze on Mira. "My name's Nadia," she started, trying not to tremble from the sudden cold. "And combat magic is the only thing that can keep me alive. Why shouldn't I use it?"

From what Nadia could tell, she wasn't in immediate danger at that moment and wouldn't be until the stalchildren showed up. That was sure to happen sometime soon, though. They tended to ambush her more often than not, so much that Nadia had an exact strategy she used on them every single time. They're coming. They're coming.

MirrorskinOutside the Gerudo Valley~
There was an initial catch in Mirror's throat, as Nadia took one step back, but thankfully the little girl stopped before running away entirely. If she hadn't, she would have been forced to give chase rather than let the poor thing suffer at the hands of whatever creatures lurked around these areas. The initial area outside of Gerudo Valley was perfectly safe, still under the watch of its fierce denizens and with a tent full of potential combatants who could aid in any form of battle. She doubted much of her own use, should it come to fighting, but there was always the aid Thorn could give warriors, and the occasional flashes of insight would allow her dodge or issue commands from some long-dead or not-born General. They were all a gamble, however.

"It puts the Gerudo on edge, Nadia.He knows when he can fight, and when he cannot, will be victoriousFor, to win one hundred victories in one hundred battles is not the acme of skill. To subdue the enemy, without fighting, is the acme of skill." Mirror explained softly to the young woman, as her lips spoke without her own direction, and she gestured for Nadia to come closer, while one foot extended towards the entrance of the tent. "I will speak 'friend' and enter. They will harm you with neither blade nor word, by my direction." She gave a small shake of her head, pinching her nose softly. "I promise."

Thorn continued to stare at the red-hooded girl, as the aura of anti-magic slipped away and allowed Nadia to make her own choice about whether she would fight, flee, or accept the hospitality.

A boot prodded Doron. He awoke. Hell broke loose. "WHO IN THEIR BLOODY RIGHT MIND WOULD DARE TO ASSAULT ME?" Before he looked to see who had prodded him, he swung his hammer-hand, narrowly missing a young Hylian's face. Doron wasn't drunk. He was having a hang over. He stood up in a blaze of fury. Big mistake. "MY DAMNED HEAD IS ACHING UP A STORM!" He informed everyone within a mile. The thunderous voice echoed off the walls, reminding Doron who he was truly angry at. "Listen here, laddy. Those so-called 'guards' are RUDDY FOOLS!" He said the last part just loud enough so the guards could hear it. "I'll forgive ye' for poking me with your little chicken foot." He pointed to the Hylian's foot, which seemed dwarven compared to the Goron's feet. "They won't even let you have a NICE DRINK OF ALE!" He again emphasized the last part. "I don't suggest goin' in there." Doron was in pain. His head was pounding, but he couldn't remember the Stalchild attack.

Diceon ran back from the Goron with a fearful expression on his face. The Rock's angered voice echoed throughout the night of the open field, causing Diceon to tremble out of fear for his own safety. There must have been some sort of mistake. Rocks can't talk for one... He hadn't assaulted anyone and he surely didn't want to face this Rock alone. The creature swung its arm with intense power, strong enough to have knocked him out cold and give concussions. Although the attack missed, the force behind it threw Diceon off balance onto his rear. The rockman stood and Yelled even louder than before, installing even more fright into Diceon.

"Listen here, laddy. Those so-called 'guards' are RUDDY FOOLS!" the Goron said, raising his voice on his last two words, and seeming at least a little bit calmer.

"I'll forgive ye' for poking me with your little chicken foot." the Rockman added to Diceon's relief, although the sight of the Goron's pointed finger brought him some discomfort. Diceon revealed his hidden face to allow for him to speak.

"They won't even let you have a NICE DRINK OF ALE!" The Goron said, putting emphasis on his last words again. "I don't suggest goin' in there."

Diceon assumed that he was talking about the guards and laughed with relief but also with sympathy. He relaxed his posture and stood up to face the Goron.

"Sorry to hear that, they can be a pain, especially when a fellow means to just have a few drinks and let back for a few. My name is Diceon and you are....?" Diceon asked, looking at the Rockman curiously never before seeing anything like him although he had heard that there were a wide variety of people in Hyrule other than Hylians.

The young Hylian replied. "Sorry to hear that, they can be a pain, especially when a fellow means to just have a few drinks and let back for a few. My name is Diceon and you are....?"

"The name is Doron. Doron the Goron, ex-head mason of Goron City." Before Diceon could ask what happened to make him ex-headsmith, he cut in. "I had a wee run-in with the Biggoron at the time and I was banished....Damn ruddy fool that he was. I was the best mason that Goron City had eva' seen." His head was still pounding, but it would be perfectly fine in about ten minutes. His nickname wasn't Rockhead for nothing. "Anyways, I 'preciate ye' sympathy. It's nice te' meet someone who knows of these troubles. You're a'right with me, Diceon." He said the name like Dicon. "Damned hang-overs are the worst, if ye' get my drift." He massaged his temples some more.

Kamui Ozora - Dreams Do Come True

Fascinating. This strange creature I have just encountered is really a Twili. This is great! Now I can discover the Twili's history & heritage. First thing's first though, she wanted to leave this lab. To be honest, I didn't wanna go near that lake, but I suppose, suppose, any place is better than the stench I'm smelling here.

When I stepped out with my stuff, I noticed the time of day. I don't really care about that right now though. What really mattered to me was learning about the Twili. Finally, I can study this fantastic specimen.

I looked around the area, avoiding my gaze at the water. Where did she say we were going? I don't quite remember. "So, where to again?" I asked the Twili- Y'know, I should really ask her name soon. Everyone's gotta have a name.

Mira started to explain to Nadia why fighting wasn't such a great idea, but what she said was simply too complicated for the young child to understand. Nadia stood there blankly, trying for a moment to decipher the sentence. "…Okay?" she said at last, attempting to hide her confusion but not knowing a successful way to do so. Nadia took a few steps toward the tent as Mira beckoned her forward, but the young girl then turned her head toward the vast, now moonlit desert. It was completely silent at that moment except for the 'hoo, hoo' of an owl. Mira told Nadia that she could prevent the people in the tent from hurting her in case they chose to do so, but Nadia merely continued to stare out at the sand. She turned forward again and made brief eye contact with Thorn as if wanting to tell her something was coming before returning her gaze to the desert.

Nadia felt a weight lift off of her, and, just knowing that the feeling indicated her magic abilities had returned, she breathed in deeply then screamed loud enough to terrify even a banshee. Five skeleton-like creatures were forced out from under the sand and thrown hard against the ground by the shockwave of Nadia's voice. Their bodies shattered into hundreds of crumbled bones, but Nadia wasn't even looking at them anymore. Her eyes searched around the general area they stood in to make sure the coast was clear, but then she took a step away from the tent and turned to face Mira. 'Mira, I see a Poe floating right in front of you,' she spoke telepathically to both Mira and Thorn. A lantern slowly came into view, but the spirit's body remained invisible. Nadia wanted so much to set it on fire or scream at it, but the ghost was smart enough to get extremely close to the woman and the tent so that Nadia would avoid attacking in that direction. Nadia was confident, though, that Mira had to have tricks of her own to deal with situations like this.

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